back and forth our hearts move like
the fickle weather
PETER HAZEN |
writer, musician, artist
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sunshine and then rain
back and forth our hearts move like the fickle weather
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the weight of my words
seems to fall on you like fluff a futile attempt Spring is bursting forth
flowers and wishes will grow fertilized by rain to swallow my pride
is like swallowing a sword beautiful danger on stage poets spill
guts like glimmering jewels the hungry crowd eats just when you thought it
was over, the real challenge has only begun long day in the car
fitful bits of dreaming sleep sore burning shoulders family gathers
when someone dies or marries call your relatives I am transferred through
buses, hours and daydreams going in circles |
AuthorI like when things are Archives
June 2014
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